Word: stench
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...roof of Enamelstrip Corp. in Allentown, Pa. last week clambered Lehigh County Judge John H. Diefenderfer. There he sniffed suspiciously at the company's chimney. For months, nearby residents had been after an injunction against Enamelstrip as a public nuisance for the stench given off by its ovens (which bake enamel on to metal at 500° Fahrenheit). Judge Diefenderfer, after several judicious sniffs, said: "I can't smell a thing...
...Eugene J. Houdry, 60, smiled proudly. In the late 1930s French-born Inventor Houdry made himself a millionaire, and created one of the biggest single advances in the oil industry's history, by his invention of the Houdry process of "catalytic cracking."* Now, Inventor Houdry had taken the stench out of Enamelstrip's ovens with some new catalytic magic performed in the company's chimneys...
...stench of their handiwork has turned their stomach. Of late, the British residents have devoted a great deal of effort to repair some of the damage. They even went so far as to extend the franchise to "coloreds" men of mixed native and European ancestry...
...favelas (shanty towns). Kerosene Hill is a jungle of rickety shacks made of packing-case slats, flattened tin cans and odds & ends of junk. Like most other favelas, it has no piped water supply; favelados lug pump water up the hill by the bucketful. A hair-curling stench rises from the shallow ditches that serve the settlement as sewers. "We have a great time watching these human anthills," said an apartment dweller recently, "but they watch us too. Sometimes we wonder what they're thinking." In his voice was an undertone of fear...
From the scene, TIME Correspondent Carlos Weber cabled this report: "The air was filled with the stench of decaying bodies and sulphur. For miles and miles there was no sign of life-just stony silence and the stripped, twisted forms of ash-grey men, women, children and dogs. In one corner of what used to be a hut, I saw 17 bodies huddled together in death. Two, about eight or nine years old, were hugging each other. About 100 yards away was a carabao, bathed in ash and dead, but still standing. As I left, a chicken crossed my path...